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Chapter 8: Talking to your eyes…
"Remy!" Her body was too close to Remy's…so she flopped back down on the stool. "You scared meh!
Keeping one hand on the counter top against her waist, he leaned in. "Why do I always scare you chere?" He looked deep into her huge green eyes that she blinked confusingly.
She felt his red eyes behind the shades pierce through her soft green ones. "Remy…" Her voice husky, "What's the mattuh with you. You're scarin' me again!"
Keeping two small hands on his broad chest, Rogue pushed him off from her as she saw a devilish smile creeping from the corner of his lips that he tried so hard to hide.
"Who was dat?" Remy stepped back and spat what he had been waiting to say.
"Oh him? He was jus'…Why should Ah tell you this?"
Remy forced her further. "I jus' wanna know. I've never seen 'im 'round."
Rogue's eyes rambled around the gigantic hall searching for people. With Remy standing directly in front of her and a little too close, she tried to stop herself from getting too nervous. "Yeah, Ah haven't either. Why are you askin' hunh? Jealous?"
"Why do you t'ink I would be jealous?" Remy caught her chin in his gloved hand and turned her face towards his. Mon' dieu…She's so beautiful…Even after all this time being away from her, he still had to fight the urge to lean and touch her soft lips with his own. Rogue yanked his hand away playfully which caused Remy to back away.
"Alright Remy le beau Ah give up, he was sittin' there and all of a sudden he started talkin' to meh.."
A few white and auburn silky strands fell on her pretty face and Remy's heart twisted in his chest at her beauty.
Remy took her gloved hand into his and played with her fingers. "Didn' your Mommy tell you not t' talk to strangers?"
"First o' all, Ah'm old enough to look aftuh mahself…" She replied like a stubborn little girl but Remy cut her off.
"No you're not..."
"Yes Ah am, Shut up." Inclining a bit to reach closer to his face Rogue spoke with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "Actually…he was kinda nice…an' cute…."
"Oh yeah?---Rogue!" Rogue suddenly lost her balance and almost fell into Remy's arms but he grasped her shoulders firmly.
Rogue bit her tongue as there was a noticeable grin on Remy's face, he was definitely suspicious and doubtful of something and she was beginning to have an idea what exactly it was that made him confused.
She quickly tugged the hair that fell on her eyes behind her ear and sat back tightly on the bar-stool. Now she was regretting drinking alcohol but what puzzled her over and over in her mind was that she only had a little bit of it...
"Remy…Ah'm fine, ah'm fine."
"No you're not." He kept his hand on her shoulder but she flinched away not wanting to be touched, now she was getting irritated as Remy proceeded to ask her questions. Right now, her mind was giving her a hard time and she did not know exactly what was going on around her so answering Remy was the bottom line.
Rogue was silence not wanting to answer him as he stared into her eyes…looking for answers.
Slowly he looked over her shoulder and brought out a bottle of strong alcohol, it was the bottle Rogue had been drinking from, but it wasn't completely empty, approximately three two sips were left in there.
His long manly fingers turned around the bottle swiftly in the hand. "What's dis?"
"Y' been drinkin' chere?" Remy asked casually, of course it was no big deal drinking at a Party…but as far as he knew this was rare for Rogue to drink so badly to get drunk…and especially at a crowed place.
He was not confused because of the drinking but was it the reason Rogue swayed in her chair? How much did she drink to have herself drunk?
If yes, then the reason of that might be the only one...kitchen incident…where Bobby and Jubilee had been doing something that they shouldn't have.
"No…but…" Rogue stuttered only to have Remy cut her off sharply, that he regretted the second after he said it.
Once again Remy held her chin up gently and forced her to meet his eyes. "Answer me chere have you been drinkin'?"
Who's he to ask meh questions?! First he comes and asks me who was that guy and now he questions me if Ah was drinkin'! Ah'm not his property or anythin'…this would've worked if we were togethuh…but he didn' even care that Ah was all alone by mahself heah…
"Look mistuh, Ah haven't been drinkin' in the first place…Second Even if Ah did, What's it ta you?" She peered narrowly into his eyes. "Tell meh, since when did ya start carin' 'bout poor ol' me?"
"Rogue What's de problem wit' you? I jus' asked if you were drinkin'...I know I shouldn' be askin' you questions chere but do you happen t' be in your senses to know what jus' happened? You jus' dozed off an' y' would've been on de ground if I wasn't here to catch y'."
Rogue didn't dare to reply as Remy's voice came in harshly before he calmly said, "An' listen I care 'bout you more than anybody else does here…y'here me?"
She blew a reddish strand of hair from her face and looked away from him. "Yeah..Ah can see that." Came a muttered reply.
Sighing Remy got to her right side and stood there with his back leaning against the counter, and folded his arms across his chest.
"Look chere, I'm sorry I got out o' control, If I care 'bout you doesn' mean I'm tryin' to be your daddy." He pushed his black shades further up to his eyes and glanced around the people.
Unexpectedly, out of nowhere, his comment made her smile and he was more than just revealed to see that. Rogue didn't know what to say as she herself was puzzled that why was she feeling strange…she had hardly ever experienced getting drunk and right now she feared she was about to experience that.
The dizziness buzzed Rogue every once in a while and then she was all fine. She thought why not forget about 'what will happen if Ah get drunk?!', enjoy the party, go home, get a good night sleep and then wake up to go to…freaking training session at 6 in the morning…
"Look chere I'm sorry, you know I care 'bout you chere, what makes y' say dat I don'?" Remy's hand wandered up to bare neck turning her head to look into her eyes, his voice gentle and tender.
She moved her heavy, expressive green eyes to look into his shades. "Remy Ah nevuh said that you didn' care 'bout meh, it's just that Ah was gettin' bored sittin' here alone, so I was jus' a 'lil upset, that's all…seriously." She begged with her eyes to make him believe her.
"Alright, if dat's what you say." He moved closer to her and wrapped the same arm around her shoulder.
Rogue was still uncomfortable being too close to someone with her skin exposed although her back was the only part that was showing. Oh well, doesn' mattuh…he's wearin' those damn gloves that don' stop him from comin' closer.
She cringed away from him slowly trying to get her shoulder out of his grasp and finally succeeded in her mission.
Remy looked down at her, of course she was not blushing…unlike every other woman she always wanted to get out of his arms.
Always..when ever he had tried to touch her, she flinched away…oh well that was because of the power, no doubt about that. He decided not to think about the fact that she had made herself oversensitive to touching people.
Smiling at her, Remy got his hand away from her shoulder…obviously being taller than her gave him the opportunity to see how she'd been flinching away and trying to get her back and arm away from his hand that he slid down her sides every time. The thought caused him to chuckle inwardly.
"Y' wanna dance chere?" Remy asked as a song started and there were people already on the dance floor jitter bugging here and there.
'What the hell was that? Y' wanna dance?' His questions come outta nowhere. Rogue thought going 'hmmmm' for about two minutes until Jubilee and Bobby were close by and coming towards them.
She looked up at him with gleeful green eyes. "Oh really? Ah'd lakh ta but y' know..Ah don' wanna see fireworks at night cuz here she comes."
Remy's eyebrows rose from their place way up that Rogue actually cared about Jubilee and his relationship even after what happened? Well there were still issues left to be resolved within that matter. He was about to say something but stopped as the words escaped from Rogue's lips.
"Plus Bobby's here too." She looked up at him again…
God he hated being taller when it came to Rogue..she always looked up at him with those innocent green eyes…always saying something else than what her lips said..This time, there were tears in her eyes...Out of frustration, Remy ran a hand through his short auburn hair not too much to mess it up. Dieu…what should I do wit' dis woman…what?
"Hello Remy…Can I have a little quality time with your girl…just takin' your permission so that you don't break my neck in the morning after-session." Bobby said the first thing from his plan as he scooped up Jubilee's hand in his ready for the dance.
Jubilee said as Bobby let go of her hand. "But—Bobby...I"
Rogue got up from the stood and quickly grasping Jubilee's arm, she gave her hand in Remy's pushing her forward towards him.
"Yeah Ah was 'bout ta say the same thang, didja know that Remy tol' me you're a really good dancer? He's been waitin' foh you…"
As she said those words, her heart ached with pain, but her attentive eyes were twinkling with laughter. Inside it was different, she wanted to cry so much in front of everybody and take it all out not caring that people were there, but like always she couldn't do so.
'Sorry chere, it's over between us, we tried, I tried but it never worked..y' turned Remy down every time…it's time we be apart, it's for de best..Remy don' love you no more Roguie but I'll always care f' you'
From the day Remy le beau had spat those words out to her with soothing eyes, she had taken an oath never to show Remy that she was weaker than him. And that after him no body would be out there to love her unless she was allowed to touch somebody.
Although it was a lie…a big lie…Rogue had promised herself that she would show Remy that she did not care when he dumped her saying those pretty pretty sappy words. Okay fohget 'bout it now.
Confused glances were thrown at each others faces as Remy stood with Jubilee's hand purposely given into his for the dance…he was angry…very angry.
Aside from that, his heart ached to say everything and shout out loud that what the hell was going on. Why were they playing games with him?
What the hell is she doing?! Here I am tryin' to hook her up with Remy again and there she is trying to be all sappy an' stuff..I could've gotten a hold of Jubes…Damn! Bobby stood in front the three of them and took Rogue's hand faking a smile to her. It wouldn't be so bad dancing with Rogue.
In actuality, he felt proud of himself that he stole Rogue away from Remy for the time being…no…Rogue rejected Remy only to be with him. It was obviously something else in her mind Rogue did that but Bobby didn't care right now.
Bobby looked at his hands and then looked up to see Jubilee resting her head on Remy's chest.
"Okay…umm I might wanna borrow your gloves man…but uh let me check…" Rogue smiled allowing the tears in her eyes to disappear looking here and there especially trying to avoid Remy's eyes who grinned at her but…seriously.
Rogue leaned by the counter as she smirked pouting her pretty maroon lips at Bobby muttering, "Not mah fault..y' were supposed ta bring 'em with ya if y' had in mind that you wan'ed ta dance with meh…infact y' should keep 'em all the time..like Remy does." She whispered the last three words catching Remy's attention.
Jubilee's head suddenly shot up at Rogue's comment about Remy keeping his gloves with him all the time. "Yeah you're right Rogue, Because y'know how Remy is extra cautious about his bike." Jubilee muttered looking at Remy and then at Rogue.
"Remember Remy…What happened when the oil leaked from your bike last time we went out and ya had to stop in the middle…? And then you pulled out those you always keep for your bike?"
Jubilee looked at Rogue playing around with her silly joke. "Please don't make Bobby borrow those nasty gloves which he used to fix his bike to touch you!" She tried to show that Remy did not have feelings for Rogue and that he actually kept gloves to touch Rogue, but she stopped when her nonsense little talk didn't work between the four of them.
Softly stroking Jubilee's back Remy eyed Rogue who looked at him with no expression, her face was stern. Rogue had learned how to ignore people, she had had enough problems to at least teach her a lesson in life.
Still Rogue couldn't avoid looking at Remy, she blinked her long lashes ever so slowly, heavy green eyes wandering to Jubilee's who laid her head against Remy's chest as if sleeping.
"Found 'em!" Bobby's voice was loud enough to break the intense eye-contact of two people in the group.
"Thank god Bobby…" Tightly wrapping her arms around Remy's lean waist, Jubilee looked up at him saying something inaudible that made him smile.
Bobby wore his gloves and gave Jubilee an annoying smirk. "What the hell are you thanking god for? I'm dancin' with Rogue, isn't she the one supposed to say "Thank Gawwwd?" He started laughing as he saw 'I am jealous' written over Jubilee's face plus he got an extra credit as Rogue's laughter broke out.
It was too much for Remy to take. Too much. Remy thought he was over reacting to just a little 'love affair' but the fact was, he was supposed to.
After getting his ass left in Antarctica by the women he loved to death…he had started to love someone else, who cared for him. But no…everyone was the same, everyone was selfish. At this point he didn't even trust himself…maybe he was like the rest of them too.
Cherie…don' play games wit' gambit..he knows dat's alllll fake…everyt'ings fake…Jus' take off dat mask from your face dat says 'I don' care what de hell they jus' do'. I know you hate it, you hated it when you saw dem in de kitchen, you hated it when I said dat Jubilee was gettin' ready t' impress me, you hated it at de time I said I cared 'bout you and are hatin' all dis now when Jubilee 's snugglin' all over me…y' jus' can' wait t' get a hold o' Jubes an' slap her in de face…can you cherie?
"C'mon Rogue, let me show you what dancing really is." He grabbed Rogue's arm and led her away disappearing in the flocks of people and there Remy and Jubilee remained standing arm in arm Rogue's
Five minutes later, Remy and Jubilee decided to join the rest of them too.
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"Okay Jake, everything's set?" Donovan looked at his watch and then at Jake both in the corner of the gigantic hall where people seemed too busy enjoying the party to even notice the two strange looking people standing there.
The other man Donovan referred as Jake looked a little nervous but clenching his teeth, he moved closer to Jake and hoarsely replied. "This is the tenth-thousandth time you're askin' me this. I. am. Ready. And. So. Are. Others."
Donavan smiled evilly and picked his teeth with a tooth pick. "Nervous?"
"What are you talking about Donny boy? You're the one who takes a check after every other minute if everything's ready or not. Not me." He backed away from who seemed to be his supervisor.
"Afraid to get nailed by the same chick you were flirting with for half an hour? Y'know what? Just shut up cuz this ain't the time we need to be standing here fighting." Donovan's face curved into a deadly stare before realizing he had been a little loud.
Some people turned their heads from the bar where they had been sitting and looked at the two guys before turning back. Jake looked at him straight in the eyes and whispered tightly. "God-damn-it Jake…you're making us look suspicious Donovan!"
Beep. Beep. Be- Donovan picked up his cell phone and sliding a hand in his coat pocked he went to the restroom casually talking on the phone. "I'm here. What's up."
Jake soon followed him into the male restrooms and glanced at Donovan who nodded as he talked on the phone. "Yeah sooooo…?"
Two other men were presently in the restrooms who just went out of the door causing Donovan to sigh in relief. "Okay everything's set up. In five minutes we're gonna nail the guards. Yep."
Jake stood in the toilet waiting for Donovan to finish his talk, he didn't want to look suspicious by standing next to his supervisor listening to everything he said on the phone. C'mon c'mon hurry up…He moved one of his legs waiting patiently as he leaned one hand across the small toilet door.
Donovan listened curiously to the person next on the phone, his voice very sharp and slow. "Okay, From where I am standing at the front parking lot of the hotel, I can see exactly two guards at the front and two at the back lobby of the hotel. Three men will go there and knock them out…completely unconscious. Here's the difficult part. Listen very carefully. You take care of the guards without making any noise…Next you go and activate the power-navigator located at the same place down on the front door..and I've told you the method too…You do that and *click*, there go those powers of mutie bastards."
"Got it. How much time we have?" Donovan's voice trembled as he knew there was little time left.
"About thirty to thirty- five minutes. You think you'll be able to do it?" The voice on the phone replied.
"Yeah I don't think we'll do it, I'm sure we'll do it. How many people you have outside right now?"
"40-45..We don't have back-up this time..So make sure these are the only people you're getting. We're not loosing any more lives this time. You hear me? Anything goes wrong, Boss will rip your body apart…like he said, he'll get a hold of us before the muties even get a chance to."
Jake got out of the toilet seemingly worried, he went to the basin as Donovan clicked the phone off and he too went next to Donovan who leaned in it washing his hands. Donovan turned the tap fully so that the water ran with full pressure making noise.
"Okay, we got only thirty minutes and only forty five men to get the muties. Remember…The thief, the animal, girl who has super strength and white strip in brown hair, woman who has totally white hair an' flies, the telepath, guy with the ice shit, and finally the leader. We have to get them all. The area around this hotel is completely mutant power negated. " He whispered but whenever anyone came in the bathroom, he talked in a normal voice.
Bent over the sink beside Donovan, Jake glanced at him several times in the mirror in front as he rubbed his hands repeatedly with the soap.
"Yeah yeah…I remember all of them. C'mon I didn't have to study for my senior year mid-term like I have to memorize their powers and shitty faces over and over." Jake shook his head as he dried his hands with the automatic drier.
Donovan rolled his eyes and they went out of the bathroom. He looked at his watch. 10:15 p.m. Perfect.
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Remy watched as she swayed swiftly in his arms and laughed as Bobby's gloved fingers dug deeper into her bun and untied it causing a mane of auburn and white strands fell over her bare back. Remy himself pressed Jubilee tight against his body, her head rested against his chest as they swung together as Ricky Martin's and Christina's song boosted in the big hall.
Nobody wants to be lonely
Nobody wants to cry
Nobody wants to be lonely
Nobody wants to cry
Rogue felt a little uncomfortable, people carelessly moving their bodies around her were at the risk of getting skin contact with hers. The thought of her powers saddened the expressions on her face and coming closer she laid her head on Bobby's well build chest. Her active wandering eyes caught a glimpse of Jubilee's body occupied by the arms of the love of her life. There ya go…
My body's longing to hold you
So bad it hurts inside
Time is precious and it's slipping away
And I've been waiting for you all of my life
Did the other two intimate friends know what was going on with them? Jubilee and Bobby exchanged fleeting looks whenever the unsympathetic people danced away from making way for Bobby to peer over heads to see Jubilee and he didn't know whether luckily or unluckily, he saw Remy carelessly swinging her body from the waist and settling her down in his arms.
Nobody wants to be lonely
So why, why don't you let me love you
Let me love you...
Nobody wants to be lonely
Nobody wants to cry
A needle pricked Remy's heart when his sinful eyes trapped the site of Bobby's damned hands that roamed across Rogue's back. Along with dancing, Remy saw how Bobby's hands filled themselves with the heavy ends of her silky hair…He saw how Rogue swung fast into his arms, his lucky hands catching her tiny waist, her emerald eyes dancing with glitter, and those tantalizing sexy maroon lips opening a little to laugh in the crazy southern sound…
My body's longing to hold you, I'm longing to hold you
So bad it hurts inside…so hurt inside
Time is precious and it's slipping away
And I've been waiting for you all of my life
Suddenly Rogue saw Remy looking at her and the childish gleeful smile faded away from her face and she looked down. Lowering her head to Bobby's chest, Rogue let the white strand fall into her eyes that now glistened silver in the dimmed lights of the ballroom.
Helloooo Rogue…What are y' thinkin' 'bout girl? Remembuh y' can't touch anybody? It was very rare for Rogue to dance with Bobby, but since it was real…she thought why not enjoy the time how it feels like to be normal.
The all time ladies charmer and womanizer now enviously gazed at the woman as her long hair flipped flopped with every move of her curvaceous body and fell down on her bare back. She could have easily been his. But she's enjoyin' dis more dan I could' eva' imagined…Remy pushed the thought away and kissed Jubilee passionately who willingly replied.
Nobody wants to be lonely
So why, why don't you let me love you
Whyyy? Whyy---"Ahhhhhhhh!"
Everybody knew this was a new year's party and girls and guys quickly amused that somebody was trying to play a practical joke of course…all this was a part of the show, until less than a second, the high pitched scream was followed by the sound of a terrifying loud sound of a Bullet….
To be continued…
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Important Note: It wasn't so sappy, was it? I tried my best to make it close to looking good because as I've told you before that English is not my native language. I try to spend time on it but you see homework is my first priority, then again I'm trying my best to write up to your standard of English. I love it when you guys give me your opinions so feel free to say anything. :)
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